The Same Lazy Day, Later Poem by Charles Mungoshi
The Same Lazy Day, Later
And with the night
come my unfailing companions
the wind and the rain:
walking alongside our dreams
benevolent guides
into ourselves.
Unfamiliar territory.
And now, my dreams
are being carved and shaped
to house the perfect mould
of your body.
And my fingers
are being ground into the perfect telescope lens
to probe the furthest stars in your
endless
darkness.
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